1. It is passion, O my slender one, that I found in you
It loads me with a love I cannot bear

2. If I am told "passion", my heart is aflame
And if I am told "a tear", my eyelid overflows

3. And it is enough for you from a blamer whose heart is frightened
By a flashing tooth that makes my heart flutter

4. And every flash, O Suleima, that startles it
And every craving from the family of Meyy that makes it yearn